Hundreds of ways for the protagonist to seduce cannon fodder

Ji Qinglin was caught off guard when he heard Lu Dishu's words. His eyes widened in disbelief for a moment - Lu Dishu looked like a pure white flower before, but then he suddenly said such a sentence?

But after he was stunned, he gently pinched Lu Dishu's cheek, smiled as if he thought it was funny, and then said: "Then just do whatever you want to do with Dictionary."

My cheek was pinched again. Lu Dishu lost his temper and hit Ji Qinglin's palm with his forehead. When he finished, he heard Ji Qinglin ask him:

"What did the baby want to say just now?"

oh! Lu Dishu remembered it, and he raised his head: "You have made my hair get on your neck, don't you feel itchy?"

Ji Qinglin narrowed his eyes - Lu Dishu suddenly felt that he was so perverted. With his eyes closed, he must be feeling what it felt like when his hair scratched his neck.

Sure enough, the next moment, Ji Qinglin, who had his eyes closed, opened them and said, "It's okay, I feel very comfortable."

"..." How perverted. Lu Dishu felt ashamed... The skin on his neck was actually very sensitive, not to mention that his head was pressed against his Adam's apple...

It can only be said that perverts are not something ordinary people can be.

He stood up and told Ji Qinglin, "I'm going to take a shower and go to bed."

They sat for a while after eating. It doesn't matter if they go to bed now. Ji Qinglin nodded: "Yes. I'll get clothes for the baby."

Lu Dishu was surprised: "You still have my clothes here?"

Ji Qinglin suddenly laughed. He glanced around the road dictionary and said, "No, but the baby can wear mine~" His tone was ambiguous.

Lu Dishu didn't want to understand what he was thinking at all. After a few words, he asked him to get his clothes quickly, and then he went to take a shower——

Xia Tian took a shower very quickly. Lu Dishu finished the shower in a few times, then took the clothes Ji Qinglin found at the door, put them on, and went out with wet hair.

Ji Qinglin followed him as a tail and asked as he walked: "Do you want me to blow dry your hair?"

"No, no, no." Lu Dishu walked in front and waved him away. He didn't know why Ji Qinglin was so insistent on blow-drying his hair [because blow-drying can be done openly without annoying him and taking advantage of him] - he was obviously blow-drying his hair. His hair skills weren't that good either. I didn't go back to Ji Qinglin to blow dry Lu Dishu's hair. I don't know why, but his scalp was numb or his tailbone was numb...

It's not uncomfortable, but it's like the joy deep in the soul, but this feeling is too strong, Lu Dishu can't bear it, and he is embarrassed to say it, so he can only refuse Ji Qinglin to blow dry his hair.

But Ji Qinglin was so clingy, so he just followed him and kept asking.

Lu Dishu: "..." He was helpless. After he stopped, he looked at Ji Qinglin and told him, "You should also take a shower. I will sleep with you then."

After pondering for a moment whether it would be more cost-effective to blow dry Lu Dishu's hair or sleep with Lu Dishu, Ji Qinglin happily went to take a shower in just one second.

Because he and Lu Dishu slept together, Ji Qinglin took a shower and washed himself carefully. Not to mention that he had a mysophobia, so he washed very slowly. This time was coincidentally enough for Lu Dishu to blow-dry his hair.

So as soon as Ji Qinglin came out of the shower, Lu Dishu was already lying on the bed playing with his tablet——

Ji Qinglin, whose hair was still wet: [QAQ] Look at me, look at me... This angle and these clothes are all carefully chosen by me.

Unable to speak out what was in his heart, Ji Qinglin could only dry his hair obediently - he comforted himself that it was good that Lu Dishu didn't understand these things, so he wouldn't be tempted!

Thinking this way, he blew his hair with some sadness.

After drying his hair, Ji Qinglin was about to go to bed in his pajamas, but before his legs were put up, Lu Dishu looked over. After looking at each other for three seconds, Ji Qinglin heard Lu Dishu speak:

"Brother, take off your shirt."

"???Why?" Ji Qinglin explained anxiously: "Although my hair is dripping, I blow-dried my pajamas. And my pajamas are washed frequently, and there is nothing dirty."

Lu Dishu: "...because I want you to take off your clothes..."

Ji Qinglin: "..." He took off his shirt in three strokes, knelt down on the bed and looked at Lu Dishu, and asked, "Then why do you only want me to take off my shirt?"

Lu Dishu looked at Ji Qinglin's hand and looked away: "Because I want to hold you to sleep."

Ji Qinglin insisted on saying it out: "That has nothing to do with whether I can wear a shirt or not."

Lu Dishu's tone was firm: "The pajamas are in the way. They're uncomfortable."

"Ah?" Ji Qinglin sounded shocked, but in fact the surprise in his tone was faked. He just wanted Lu Dishu to say that he was greedy for hugging him: "But Dishu, those pajamas are made of silk, and they shouldn't feel that good. Bad, right?"

"..." Lu Dishu stopped talking. The feel of silk is not bad, but how can it be compared with human skin? Besides, he likes it.

So the next moment, he reached out and pulled Ji Qinglin onto the bed, pressed him on him, and then put his lips to Ji Qinglin's ear: "I've said it all, don't ask so clearly. Then are you the one with a hundred thousand reasons?"

Ji Qinglin smiled softly and was suppressed by Lu Cishu. He was very obedient and just said: "I can't tell that Dishu is a little change in bed."

"..." What tone? And why did he become so perverted by doing this...

Lu Dishu thought quietly in his heart, but the body that was pressing Ji Qinglin quietly relaxed a little. As he moved his body, he pretended to be natural and said:

"Why do you miss me so much?"

I thought Ji Qinglin couldn't find any evidence, but who knew that Ji Qinglin responded positively: "You are wearing pajamas, but you asked me to take off my clothes..."

Lu Dishu: "..." He decisively covered Ji Qinglin's mouth and stuffed him into the quilt to stop him from talking.

He lay on the bed and watched the live broadcast for a while. During this period, Ji Qinglin also stayed with him. However, he was more interested than Lu Dishu, but he seemed to be lacking in mind - because most of his energy was focused on Lu Dishu.

Ji Qinglin played with Lu Dishu's hand: "Baby, are there many people in love in your school~"

Lu Dishu stared at the tablet screen and shook his head: "I don't know."

"Oh~" Ji Qinglin continued to ask: "Then do you have any particularly good friends?"

"...Well, it's okay."

"Oh?" Ji Qinglin's voice raised: "Do you look good?"

Lu Dishu found it strange - the handsome boy's friend couldn't be that ugly. But it is none of his business whether his friend looks good or not, and his friend cannot wash his hands and make soup for him.

"Uh... it's okay. He's not as handsome as me anyway." Lu Dishu squeezed Ji Qinglin's hand, feeling dissatisfied: "What are you asking them for?"

Ji Qinglin laughed: "I want to see if anyone else likes dictionaries..."

Lu Dishu: "...it's best not to have one. If you didn't like me, I'd be afraid of me."

His words made Ji Qinglin laugh immediately. He reached out and tapped Lu Dishu's cheek, and asked him happily: "So it's just me that Dictionary likes, right?"

"Yes." Lu resigned and nodded calmly - after so many worlds, it was not difficult at all for him to admit this matter.

Although his admission was simple, Ji Qinglin was obviously very happy. He had a silly moment of fun and asked Lu Dishu, who was watching the live broadcast: "Has Dictionary received a lot of love letters? You are so good-looking."

This question... Lu Dishu nodded, but he didn't feel that his answer was wrong at all, and said calmly:

"I received a lot of love letters, but I don't have money, and some people won't talk to me, and I don't want to talk to them."

Lu Cishu tilted his head and shook Ji Qinglin's hand: "Don't ask me this question. You just want to ask me if you are my first love...right?"

Ji Qinglin guessed what he was thinking after reading the road dictionary, and nodded with a smile.

"I've only talked to you, not anyone else." Lu Dishu shook Ji Qinglin's hand: "My tooth still hurts a little."

The advantage of having a dentist at home is that others can only pay for the medicine once, but if he has a toothache, he can go to the dentist many times for free.

Ji Qinglin got out of bed again and got some medicine for Lu Dishu. Lu Dishu lay down and asked him to apply the medicine. He was restless even though others were applying the medicine to him, and asked:

"Why aren't you wearing gloves at this time?... And the position seems wrong... My tongue feels a little bitter." Lu Dishu frowned and finished this sentence.

Hearing his last words, Ji Qinglin smiled evilly: "Why do you need to taste again? Baby...can't you pay attention to other things?"

Other things?

Feeling the faint bitter taste emanating from his mouth, Lu Dishu tilted his head in depression: "..." Ji Qinglin is really... abnormal and out of place...

He didn't know why Ji Qinglin was so enthusiastic about this kind of thing, well... he wasn't a serious person either.

After biting Ji Qinglin's finger with his tiger teeth and giving Ji Qinglin a warning look, Ji Qinglin finally took his hand back honestly.